My Son

Four years ago, I lost my husband due to an illness. It took a huge toll on me and my son. We leaned on each other for everything - everything.

One night, after a very challenging work day, my son was doing his best to make the day right for me. He cooked us dinner. He cleaned up the house. He did some laundry. In my effort to say thank you, I gave him a hug. The hug lasted a bit long, leading to an awkward release. The release followed by a kiss that a mother and son would not normally have done. Our lips met, followed by our tongues.

This kissing lingered. His hands found my hips. My hands found his ass. All of this made my pussy hot. I had spent so many hours by myself with my dildos, vibrator and my fingers that I could not allow this opportunity to pass. I let it proceed, as we walked to my bedroom. I undressed him as I had done thousands of times over the years. He undressed me, revealing my sagging tits, unruly pussy hair and my swollen, lustful clit.

As his fingers hit my clit, my knees gave out. I grabbed his upper body and held on as he stroked me into my first non self orgasm in years. It was heaven sent. He took me for another, before I started to give him head. The precum leaking from his dick gave me some pause. I remember saying to myself, Britney, do not do this. But soon I found my own son’s dick in my mouth. He came quickly and I swallowed his cum.

As his dick was still semi hard, he spun me around and fucked me doggie style. I came multiple times and he finished on my back.

After a few more random sexual encounters over the next month or so, we started sleeping in the same bed. We play in some form just like any other couple - a few times per week.